Slyvia Plath's Poems

View mindmap
  • Sylvia Plath
    • Popies In July
      • "Little poppies, little hell flames,Do you do no harm?"
      • "You flicker. I cannot touch you.I put my hands among the flames. Nothing burns"
      • "A mouth just bloodied. Little bloody skirts!"
      • "If I could bleed, or sleep! -------------If my mouth could marry a hurt like that!"
      • "Or your liquors seep to me, in this glass capsule, Dulling and stilling"
      • "But colorless. Colorles"
    • Child
      • Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing
      • "I want to fill it with color and ducks, The zoo of the new"
      • "April snowdrop, Indian pipe, Little"
      • "Pool in which images Should be grand and classical"
      • "Pool in which images Should be grand and classical"
      • "this dark Ceiling without a star"
    • The Arrivial of the Bee Box
      • "I ordered this, clean wood box Square as a chair and almost too heavy to lift"
      • "I would say it was the coffin of a midget"
      • "Were there not such a din in it"
      • "it is dangerous. I have to live with it overnight And I can't keep away from it"
      • "I can't see what is in there. There is only a little grid, no exit"
      • "How can I let them out? It is the noise that appalls me most of all, The unintelligible syllables"
      • "It is like a Roman mob, Small, taken one by one, but my god, together!"
      • "I lay my ear to furious Latin"
      • "They can be sent back. They can die, I need feed them nothing, I am the owner"
      • "Tomorrow I will be sweet God, I will set them free"
      • "The box is only temporary"
    • Morning Song
      • "Love set you going like a fat gold watch"
      • "The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry   Took its place among the elements"
      • "New statue. In a drafty museum, your nakedness Shadows our safety"
      • "We stand round blankly as walls"
      • "All night your moth-breathFlickers among the flat pink roses"
      • "One cry, and I stumble from bed, cow-heavy and floralIn my Victorian nightgown"
      • "And now you tryYour handful of notes;The clear vowels rise like balloons"
    • Mirror
      • "I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.Whatever I see I swallow immediately"
      • "unmisted by love or dislike"
      • "I am not cruel, only truthful"
      • "Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me, Searching my reaches for what she really is"
      • "Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.I see her back, and reflect it faithfully"
      • "She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.I am important to her"
      • "In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old womanRises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish"
    • The Times Are Tidy
      • "Unlucky the hero bornIn this province of the stuck record"
      • "There's no career in the ventureOf riding against the lizard"
      • "Himself withered these latter-daysTo leaf-size from lack of action"
      • "But the children are better for it,The cow milks cream an inch thick"
      • "History's beaten the hazard"
      • "The last crone got burnt upMore than eight decades back"

Comments

No comments have yet been made

Similar English Language & Literature resources:

See all English Language & Literature resources »See all Sylvia Plath Poetry resources »